<strong>Chapter 1819: Chapter 1819: Fondness for the Young</strong>
This blood, is not truly blood.
Mighty as Gerrit Harris, such a master canpress and condense their spiritual power, letting it seep from their palm as a source for the formation’s spiritual power.
Once the array caster employs such a technique, it indicates they are genuinely moved to action.
Rather than a tentative spar.
Once this drop of blood appears, it signifies a fight to the death, since the array caster loses arge amount of spiritual power in a short time and bes weakened.
It’s a kill-or-escape moment; either the enemy dies or the caster flees.
Dozens of flying swords suspended in the air instantly darted towards Julius Reed!
The air reverberated with the whistling sound of des!
Such rapid speed, nearly tearing the air apart!
Faced with the sword array, Julius Reed neither dodged nor evaded, directly thrusting down a sword!
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The intense energy field caused him to be somewhat unstable.
The sword des skimmed past his cheeks!
In that instant, Julius Reed bent down!
The flying swords unexpectedly returned!
Then!
They exploded in the air!
Falling like a rain of swords!
“Array rise! Sky-Burning Asura!” Gerrit Harris flicked his fingers, sending that essence akin to blood, directly to the top of the sword array!
Threads like floating silk, almost invisible, unraveled from the essence!
Connecting to each flying sword!
The already sharp des instantly surged in power!
They shone with a blood-red hue, continuously growing in size!
“Unite!”
Gerrit Harris took a deep breath, his pale face serious.
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The des began to rotate!
Relentlessly closing in!
And at the center of the sword array, it’s Julius Reed!
If the flying swords were allowed to cluster, these sharp and rapidly rotating empowered des could easily grind a person to pulp!
Truly leaving no remains!
Within the sword array, the spiritual power roared!
A strong sense of oppression descended from above!
It’s the pressure emanating from Gerrit Harris’ essence!
Carrying the aura of a top Great Grandmaster, disdainful of all!
The strength of a formation caster lies in trapping enemies stronger than themselves; that’s the subtlety of formation!
Martial artists absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and moon, to use it for themselves, but in actualbat, only the spiritual power already absorbed within can be used!
But the formation caster knows how to borrow power!
How to harness nature’s forces!
Once a formation is activated, it’s like a spring!
Constantly extracting the spiritual power of heaven and earth!
That single droplet of essence from Gerrit Harris merely served to trigger the formation!
Now the Sky-Burning Asura is operational!
The spiritual power surrounding is vast!
The nts and trees in this area wither.
“I’m curious, with the Ten Hall Yama Formation being so sturdy, how did Neolle Leocadia in the ck Pine League provide such plenty of spiritual power for it?”
Standing in the center of the sword array, Julius Reed allowed the des to continuously approach.
Outside, the storm raged!
Within the sword array, the whirlwind whipped even more fiercely!
“The dead aren’t fit to know.” Gerrit Harris, fully focused, controlled the Sky-Burning Asura array!
To activate a formation in such spiritual power-sparse territory, he paid a huge price.
Admittedly, the Ten Hall Yama Formation is more physically demanding, and the setup takes forty-nine days.
But the ck Pine League possesses a treasure!
It’s an arm!
Reportedly, it’s the remnants left by a Dao seeker who was in.
The residual spiritual power within that remains was terrifying, effortlessly supporting the Ten Hall Yama.
That’s precisely why.
The ck Pine League could establish the Ten Hall Yama Formation within Neolle Leocadia.
Typically, this formation doesn’t operate.
Only when Mr. Ghost from Mountain of Leaving drinks that cup of wine, breaking the bnce of the Ten Hall Yama, does the formation activate!
Such a hasty deployment.
Only the Sky-Burning Asura can battle!
Gerrit Harris stared unwaveringly at the center of the array!
“Remember my name.” Julius Reed raised his hand, gently rubbing the Dragon King Ring with another hand. “I am West Tower, themander of Boulevard.”
No sooner had he said it!
Within the sword array, ck smoke billowed!
“Is this… is this Evil Qi?” Gerrit Harris couldn’t help but feel surprised.
The Sky-Burning Asura is a killing formation!
An upper-tier killing formation!
Yet the aura of the killing formation waspletely concealed!
The rising ck smoke within was from countless kills, manifesting Evil Qi!
The youth’s body had already been shrouded in ck smoke.
Entirely unclear!
“What’s going on!” Powerful as Gerrit Harris, he felt a flicker of fear in his heart.
This was an instinct.
Too strong Evil Qi stimtes human senses!
“West Tower… Boulevard’smander…” He silently memorized this name, his heart beat faster and faster!
The sword des kept closing in!
Drawing nearer and nearer to the person within the sword array!
Yet the closer this happened, the more uneasy Gerrit Harris felt.
By appearances, the opponent didn’t look like someone desperately struggling!
Finally!
The des contracted to a diameter of less than two meters!
Within the ck smoke, Julius Reed unleashed a punch!
Colliding with the sword array!
Buzz!
The sword array began to wail!
The empowered sword des, after hitting the fist, did not inflict the imagined harm!
Instead, they were scattered somewhat!
Boom!
Another punch!
The struck sword des wobbled, starting to tremble.
“How could this be!” Gerrit Harris’ face turned green instantly.
The Sky-Burning Asura is one of the most domineering killing arrays!
Even a Great Grandmaster when trapped within can’t easily break this sword array.
Yet, such a domineering formation couldn’t cause any harm to that youth?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
ck smoke swirled around Julius Reed, and he unleashed a series of three punches!
Not only did the sword array not continue to close in, but rather it showed signs of copsing.
Gerrit Harris swallowed hard, a bit at a loss.
Even Mr. Ghost of Mountain of Leaving couldn’t escape being trapped by him?
What kind of monster was this teenager?
West Tower?
He memorized this name.
“Kill!”
Gerrit Harris drew a sword from his sleeve and thrust it into the ground beneath him!
“Aiden, hold this for your master for a while!” He turned to his young disciple, solemnly instructing him before disappearing instantly!
“s.” The young Taoist sighed.
It was just then.
Julius Reed punched with force!
Boom!
Finally, the sword array began to shake!
On the verge of copse.
The young Taoist walked to the sword embedded in the ground and pulled it out in one move!
Buzz!
The sword des scattered on the ground.
The Sky-Burning Asura, disbanded.
Some sword des were already severely bent.
“Benefactor, don’t kill me, we’re allies.” The young Taoist put his hands on his head and directly pulled off his hair.
Revealing a bald head!
“I thought you looked familiar, turns out you’re the son of the white-clothed monk.” The evil Qi surrounding Julius Reed gradually dispersed, returning into the Dragon King Ring.
But without the Divine Dragon Tripod now, he still held a slight urge to kill.
The young monk before him was the son of the monk he met on Boulevard, also Mr. River’s grandson.
But…
Why would this young fellow disguise as a Taoist and mix with Gerrit Harris?
“Benefactor, it’s my father who instructed me to do so. He said a demon sealed by grandfather back in the day was creating chaos, asked me to follow Gerrit Harris and take a look.” After saying this, the young monk added, “Ten years before I came to Boulevard, my father sent me to Gerrit Harris. Buddhism and Taoism, I learned a bit of both.”
“Go home, this ce is dangerous. The monster your grandfather sealed was killed by me.” Julius Reed stroked the young monk’s bald head, speaking with a smile.
“I thought I’d have to wait for that old pervert Julius Reed to act.” The young monk touched his bald head, very politely with hands folded in prayer, “Goodbye, benefactor brother.”
“Hold on! What does old pervert mean?” Julius Reed’s smile froze, instinctively squinting.
“My father says it’s what grandfather said, Julius Reed keeping four young girls by his side, like an old ox eating tender grass, is a pervert.” The young monk spoke sincerely.
Without a word, Julius Reed walked up to the young monk and gave his bald head a flick.
Then, vanished.
“What’s going on?” The young monk grimaced in pain, muttering to himself, “Someday, I want to be an old pervert too.”